I woke at 4.40am. Even I found it hot last night! So decided to have breakfast and get out just before 6 to beat the heat.
I’d forgotten how lovely early morning running is. The sky was pink and blue with grey and white mackerel clouds, the thinnest pale sliver of waning crescent moon drifting above, and the crane behind our house- where they’re building retirement flats - stark black and huge. Flowers in the gardens were luminous in the half light: sunflowers, acanthus and geraniums, and purple and white sweet peas with their heady, drugging perfume. Something huge and hawk-shaped flew over lazily - no idea what it was, but not a red kite as I saw one of those too and their way of flying is different.
Enough of the flowery language, back to the run! It was 16 degrees and humid when I went out so I was soon dripping with sweat. I managed to keep my bpm down most of the time though. That 30 minutes in zone 4 was quite tough, but i did it and even had to throttle back at one point when my heart rate peaked into zone 5. I also managed to get back into zone 2 for the last two minutes of the cool down phase - on and off! So I would say I’m fitter than I was 9 weeks ago.